Back then, Amur understood one thing: he could no longer return to the Tianlan Grassland for revenge. Once he alerted the other side, going back would only mean throwing his life away.
Previously, when he had risked his life with the strength of a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, he had nearly perished twice. Now he was far weaker than before; if the other side sent out even one Nascent Soul cultivator, dealing with them would be difficult for him.
Thus, he ultimately made a decision. With only himself left, no longer burdened by thoughts of his tribe, he would search for an ascension node.
After ascending to the upper realm and increasing his strength, he would look for an opportunity to come back for revenge. As long as the green hills remained, there would be no shortage of firewood.
By then, he had naturally already learned why Tingyun Kingdom had joined forces with the other factions. Yet the answer he received nearly made Amur bite off his own tongue.
Before learning the news, he had considered all kinds of possibilities and carefully examined why the Tianlan Tribe had revealed a weakness.
But he had never imagined that the true reason his tribe had been exterminated was something he himself had long forgotten.
It was precisely that battle in which his avatar had been wounded. The male and female cultivators he had ultimately let go were the chief culprits behind his tribe's destruction.
Yet no matter how he continued to investigate, he was unable to uncover the origins of that man and woman.
Still, through his avatar's memories, Amur had memorized the appearances of Li Yan and Zhao Min, as well as the two demons that had later emerged to launch a sneak attack.
With such blood-deep hatred, he had carved